Super Soldier 2 - Vol 2 Chapter 3430: : 18 hells

Under the leadership of King Qin Guang, everyone soon came to the entrance of hell.

Just through the entrance of hell, everyone can hear all kinds of screams inside, making people panic.

Now at the entrance of hell, King Qin Guang turned around and asked Monkey King: “If you enter it, there is no way out. You still have time to regret it!”

Monkey King didn’t say much, but stared at the gate of **** intently, and the meaning of it was self-evident.

King Qin Guang took a deep breath and gathered spiritual power in his hands: “You can’t enter your body in hell. Now I will separate your soul from your body, don’t resist.”

Immediately, he put his hand on the top of Monkey King’s head, and Monkey King obediently put down his whole body’s guard. Soon, a soul body exactly like Monkey King appeared in front of everyone, and Monkey King, who had lost his soul, fell softly. There was no sound on the ground.

He glanced at himself on the ground, then at Wan Gu and the others, Monkey King did not say much, and nodded to King Qin Guang.

King Qin Guang also nodded his head and explained to the eighteen judges at the gate of hell. The judges looked at Monkey King weirdly, and then entered the hell.

“You can go in now, remember, you have to go through each of the eighteen layers of hell!”

Monkey King nodded to indicate that he had remembered, and then took a deep breath and stepped into the gate of hell…

“Senior Wangu, do you think this Monkey King can come out alive?”

Wan Gu stroked his white beard, narrowed his eyes, looked at the direction of the gate of hell, and shook his head slightly.

“The old man doesn’t know…”

After Sun Wukong entered the hell, the first thing he saw was the judge who thought he had long slender arms, arching his hand at Monkey King: “Welcome to the first level: **** of tongue-out.”

Monkey King: “…”

Does it need to be so formal? Isn’t it a good thing?

“please follow me.”

After the judge finished speaking, he walked ahead to lead the way for Monkey King, and Monkey King also began to look at the surrounding scenes.

There is nothing else in the hell, everything seems to be developing towards the dark, probably because King Qin Guang has confessed that there is no executioner in the entire hell, and only the two of them reverberate in the empty **** space. Footsteps.

“Master Qin Guang told me that I only need to complete the **** experience you need to experience, and after that I will take you to the next hell.”

Monkey King nodded to express his understanding, and soon the two arrived at their destination.

An iron chair was covered with spikes, because the color of the torture for a long time had become dark brown, and the judge was pointing at the chair and let Monkey King sit on it.

Sun Wukong didn’t hesitate, and sat down directly, the thorns on the chair pierced into his body without frowning.

(The feeling of the soul in **** is the same as the physical body, and blood is also produced, but it is only in hell.)

The judge saw Monkey King sitting down, turned his head, took out a pair of scissors, three feet and seven inches long, the blade on it was already dull, and the judge was holding the handle underneath, and tried a few touches. Nodded with satisfaction.

When he came to Monkey King, the judge showed no sympathy for this “sinner” who had not committed a crime. The original expression on his face had disappeared, leaving nothing but apathy.

“Open your mouth!”

The indifferent voice remembered that before Monkey King could take any action, he only felt that his mouth was opened to its maximum uncontrollably, and his tongue appeared in front of the judge unsuspectingly.

The judge’s expression was not different, as if he had seen it many times, he put the scissors into Monkey King’s open mouth, and when he moved his hand, he had already clamped Monkey King’s tongue which was still moving.

There was no need to say anything, the judge’s arms slammed, and in an instant, Monkey King felt his mouth was torn off abruptly. The huge pain instantly filled his nerves, and he screamed involuntarily!

After the reaction, Sun Wukong was soaked in cold sweat, and the whole person was a little languid, with blood flowing out of his mouth, mixed with saliva, and he looked a little sick.

The judge took a rest in Monkey King before pulling up the opponent, helping Monkey King to the entrance of another level of hell, opening the door, and throwing Monkey King in.

Monkey King only felt the darkness passed, and the whole person seemed to have rotated in a circle. When he reappeared, he had already appeared in the second level of hell, and he had already recovered to the original state, as if the injury to the first level of **** was just an illusion.

“Welcome to the second hell: scissors hell.”

He was also a judge, checking his head in front of Monkey King. Monkey King nodded and followed the judge to continue walking.

The destination is still a chair, but the difference is that as soon as Monkey King sits on it, there are two barbed iron shackles covering Monkey King’s wrist~www.mtlnovel.com~ and the judge on the second floor also took out. A pair of scissors, but this pair of scissors is much sharper than the first layer of scissors.

The gleaming scissors gradually approached Monkey King’s hands. Without any protection from Monkey King, he cut off all the fingers of Monkey King’s left hand!

Ten fingers to heart! Sun Wukong’s whole body was in pain and cold sweat for an instant, gritted his teeth and forced himself to stop screaming, but when the fingers of his right hand were also cut off, Sun Wukong still couldn’t bear it.

“what!”

A scream rang out, and Monkey King realized that he was not in a coma, and even admired him a little…

Under the leadership of the second judge, Monkey King came to the third hell.

Similarly, his injuries have been repaired, but the color of his body has dimmed.

“Welcome to the iron tree hell.”

It was the familiar line, or the familiar judge. When he came to Tie Shu, Monkey King knew why it was called Tie Shu.

The whole tree is completely poured with iron juice. There are countless silver hooks hanging on it. There are countless barbs on the silver hooks. If it is hooked, it may not only be painful torture, it will not stop until a few pieces of meat of.

Obviously, Monkey King was hung up again, the whole person’s back was covered with silver hooks, a sharp pain pierced into Monkey King’s brain, making Monkey King a little bit unbearable.

But the iron tree **** is the time. When the day passed, Monkey King’s face was completely bloodless.

There was a pool of blood ticking on the ground, while Monkey King swayed randomly and slightly on the tree. The iron hook behind him made a creaking sound from time to time. The picture looked cruel…